I'm going back to 505 If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side with your hands between your thighs Stop and wait a sec When you look at me like that my darling What did you expect? I'd probably still adore you With your hands around my neck Or I did last time I checked Not shy of a spark A knife twists at the thought That I should fall short of the mark Frightened by the bite, no it's no harsher than the bark Middle of adventure such a perfect place to start I'm going back to 505 If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs But I crumble completely when you cry It seems like once again You've had to greet me with goodbye I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise Take my hands off of your eyes too soon I'm going back to 505 If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs and a smile
